Volume 2, Chapter 356: The Last
So, amid the shock and surprise of the crowd, Ye Tingmu locked up Chongming's elixir and put it into his Qiankun bag.
He looked up and met Ying Changle's gaze. Their eyes met, and Ying Changle instinctively stepped back, as if to say, "You're not going to do this to me secretly, are you?"
This scene made Ye Tingmu laugh and cry.
It is true that this move of mine is a bit damaging, but it is not a good idea to attack Chongming directly, so a sneak attack is still easier.
However, it was because Chongming was caught off guard that he was knocked unconscious so easily.
He clapped his hands and put Xia Lingkong on the ground into the Qiankun bag.
Everyone had gone out at this time.
Only those from the ten major immortal sects remained inside.
Now it's time to deal with them.
At this time, outside the fairy mountain, on the edge of the sea.
Countless warships still blocked out the sky, making the land here gloomy.
Most people have returned to their warships.
But they couldn't remember anything.
I have no memory of what happened in the fairy mountain.
When they jumped through the door, all their memories were erased, and they knew nothing about what happened in the fairy mountain.
This is also the reason why Ye Tingmu dared to be so confident and rob them all.
Anyway, no one knows it was me who did it.
Everything experienced inside is nothingness.
It is no secret that there is an emperor who lives a long life in any clan or sect.
But at this moment, the group of bigwigs were also confused.
Because his own disciples did come out, but only they came out, nothing else was brought out.
It was like they had come here for nothing, and not only that, they lost everything they originally had.
But when you ask them, they know nothing.
"You are so confused, grandson. How come you have nothing left?"
"Wow, what should I do? I don't know what happened."
"Hey... why am I out? Didn't I just go in? Did I go the wrong way?"
"No, it's my storage bag. Who the hell stole it?"
"ah......."
A group of big men looked at their disciples, each of them filled with grief. They had come with their entire clan to the Immortal Mountain just to fight for some resources, but in the end, they came back empty-handed.
And they soon discovered that this situation happened to more than just a few people.
But all of them, all of them, lost their memories, and the most important thing was that their storage bags were gone, disappeared.
This is something that is simply incomprehensible.
A group of big men looked at the void where people walked out from time to time.
“What on earth is going on here?”
"Who did it? Was it the master of the immortal mountain inside?"
"This is the first time I've heard that out of the hundreds of thousands of people who came out, not a single one of them had their storage bags still there. So the person who did this must be someone extraordinary."
"Who knows? At least those little guys haven't come out yet..."
In their minds, there are only four people who are the most competitive.
Ying Changle, Xia Lingkong, Chongming, and one Zang.
So this matter might be related to these four people, and only they can do it. It’s just that they haven’t come out yet so it’s hard to define. But if they come out and don’t have storage bags, then the person who took action can only be someone in the fairy mountain.
After all, they didn't know much about the fairy mountain. Most of those who had been there had lost their memories, and only a small number of people could remember some details and tell them about them.
But I only know a small part of it.
These small parts were pieced together and eventually created the so-called Xianshan History Book.
It is for reference by future generations and only for reference.
However, at this moment, the most anxious ones are the Ten Great Immortal Sects and Heaven, because up to now, no one from Heaven or the Ten Great Immortal Sects has come out.
How could they not be anxious? They saw that no light screen was lit up, and none of their own people came out.
They are like ants on a hot pot, very anxious.
They had a bad feeling that something had happened, but it wasn't to the point where no one would come out.
A great emperor, with cold eyes, spoke in a hoarse voice, "It must be Zang. He is definitely involved in this matter."
He had been fooled by Zang before, so he was very hostile to Zang and wanted to tear him to pieces alive.
And Zang had said before that none of the Ten Immortal Sects would be left alive, including the Heavenly Court.
Now none of their people really came out, and they could only think that this was done by Zang.
Of course, this is just a suspicion, because Zang has not appeared yet.
They have already set up a net of heaven and earth, including the ten major immortal gates, the heavenly court, the three sects and three clans, and dispatched a total of 20 emperors and 300 immortal kings to hunt him down.
Even the hunting of Immortal Emperors is not as grand as this. It can only be said that for the Heavenly Court and the ten major immortal sects, the burial poses a great threat.
It is also difficult to deal with. They need to kill Zang instantly as soon as possible, otherwise what awaits them will be the same as the previous two times, watching him escape back to Broken Sword Mountain, and then pointing at their noses and scolding them, and mocking them.
It makes you so angry that your teeth itch.
And at this moment, inside the fairy mountain, in front of the final competition arena.
Thirty thousand people from the ten major immortal sects stayed on the ground obediently, lined up in an orderly manner.
They looked at each other, not daring to breathe.
Ye Tingmu stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd, and began his speech.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. I have no grudge against you. I only have grudges against your elders. But don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I will never take your life."
"I believe you don't want to die either, so can you cooperate with me?"
No one spoke. A group of people just looked at him, looking at him in confusion. In their subconscious, Zang had inexplicably tricked them. To be honest, it was you, Zang, who was wrong, not our Ten Great Immortal Sects, Three Clans and Three Clans, nor the Heavenly Court.
It can even be said that you are repaying kindness with enmity and resentment with kindness.
We wanted to recruit you, but you took away all our money.
Although it is said that as long as people live for profit, there is nothing wrong in doing anything.
But I have to say, the burial was excessive.
Therefore, the ten major immortal sects hated Zang to the core, from the eighty-year-old man to the three-year-old child.
Of course, this is based on the fact that they don’t know that burial is Ye Tingmu’s business. If they knew, everything would become clear. But one day they will know.
But not now, there is no point in that.
Seeing that no one was talking, he said directly: "Since you are silent, I will take it as your agreement. Now start to do as I say."
He flipped his palm and a small flag disappeared into the far left.
He said, "Listen carefully, anyone who has a powerful Immortal Emperor in their family should gather here. Note that I said family members, not the sect. Anyone within three generations counts, or those who are especially favored by the ancestors also count, and those whose teachers are Immortal Emperors also count, all of them should gather here."
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